The Koine Bible

Return, return, O Shulammite; return, return, and let us look upon you. What do you see in the Shulammite, as it were the dance of the camps?

How beautiful are your steps in sandals, daughter of Nadab; the movements of your thighs are like necklaces, the work of the hands of an artisan.

Your navel is a rounded bowl, not lacking mixed wine; your belly is a heap of wheat surrounded by lilies

Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle

Your neck is like an ivory tower; your eyes are like pools in Heshbon, by the gates of the daughter of many; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, looking toward the face of Damascus.

Your head upon you is like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple; a king is bound in the tresses

How beautiful you have become, and how sweet, love, in your delights.

This thy stature is likened to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

I said, I will go up in the palm tree, I will take hold of its high branches; and now may your breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of your nose as apples

And your throat is as good wine, going down for my brother, smoothing the lips and teeth.

I am for my beloved, and toward me is his turning.

Come, my beloved, let us go out into the field, let us lodge in the villages.

Let us rise early to the vineyards; let us see whether the vine has blossomed, whether the henna has blossomed, whether the pomegranates have blossomed. There I will give my breasts to you.

The mandrakes have given fragrance, and at our doors are all choice fruits, new with old, my beloved, I have kept them for you.